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Post by elise [the cannibal] on Jan 13, 2011 20:15:05 GMT -6
Past
It started years ago, this war. Before the Prince of Caspanini was even born. Before, the king had the upper hand, he was winning and nothing could stand in his way, except the mages that stood strong against him in his own country. Trying to stop him from getting what he wanted. The king, you see, had never liked magic and he liked if even less after his son was born and then cursed to turn into a dragon. He wanted to take over the world, so that he could stop magic from ever harming him or his family again.
Present
As time moved on, the fighting became Caspanini and Ursivona against Antias and Myruanica. Eresul stayed out if it, not wishing to fight since most of their population contained magic. Nothing seemed to be able to turn the tide. Eresul was defended well and the King knew he could not attack them on their own lands, not without the other two being on his side. Fury possessed him and he wished only to be done with this. Kill off all magic, but that was not his real goal anymore. He wanted peace. He could deal with magic being gone from his lands, but he knew he could not control the others any longer. They didn't believe him and so, he braved going to a fortune teller. She told him, with a sly smile on her face, "Only the magic of one will save you now." Disgusted and outraged, the King ordered her imprisioned, and now she lays in the dungion, waiting for the day when her prophecy will come ture.
Future
That day has come and the bright light of day greets the armies of the world. With hands high and heart open, the mage has conquared the sorrows of the world with a simple breath. The mage has brought peace to all. . .
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